This is a song about "Home economics"

Asshole flowers, going home

So beat me to the bone

And millions of homeless people back home

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Physical fitness, home economics

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Yeah, you can tell em that i’m home

Shit ain’t better alone

Enough heat , to melt down your fucking home

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Now all i am is alone

Hardly thinking of the girl at home,

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Stop blowing up my cellphone

Your story ends its time to go home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown